Gilded Bay Swirling Curiousity

Masculinity had completely gone out the window in this situation. Sylvas mentally cursed at himself for being such a fool. 'Why do you have to be so inquisitive?' he thought as he pawed at his face again. A rumble grew within his throat, 'Why did I have let my guard down?' A mix of emotions; fear and anger spiralled within him as his ears perked at the sound of the other male's voice, the brute barely hearing his words over the pounding of his own heart. Streiter ceased in his movements, body trembling some as he felt the slimy grip of the creature around his head. The texture of this thing, sliding its many legs around his throat and ears, practically slapping him multiple times as it clung to him made Sylvas shudder more. His fur felt soaked and sticky, the slime from the marine animal dripping from his face as it wriggled about.

”P..p..please, just get it off.” he managed, tail thrashing behind him as he positioned himself steadily in front of the male. Feeling the nudge as his head jerked with the motion, Streiter tried to remain calm as the other attempted to prod the creature off. Which was unlikely to work. At the sound of the male's words, Streiter squinted as he tried to visualise the other male's plan to remove this foul thing from him.

”Do what you have to!” He growled, frustration starting to wash over him like a tidal wave. The suspense to see again was practically killing him! Especially this thing that persisted to suck at his face! More so the texture of it against his fur! This would probably be the last time he'd ever visit the shore again, or at least stay away from scattered pools of infested waters that's for sure!